Tuesday, May 8, 2012



The Nicest Little Outhouse in Zambia*

*Until proven otherwise and we welcome challengers!

 

 



In addition to our work with finances and the guest  house, there are some surprising opportunities to share ideas that will enhance the lives of people here.  One of them is our model “composting toilet.” 

We started out on this project because of the unreliable water supply to the Guest House.  If water is off, we have our own backup supply and we can carry from the hand-pump not too far from the house.  But providing water for the Guest House - particularly for flush toilets would be a problem and there was no adequate outside latrine that could be used.

In our orchard stood a small, dilapidated building about the size and design of a pit latrine but it was being used for junk storage. 


However, it was apparent that if cleaned up a bit it could be restored for use.  So we went to work removing the junk and having the walls re-plastered inside and out, painted and a functional toilet seat installed.

While we were working on this project, Ron Herr shared a concept for the re-cycling of human waste called “Humanure.”

Now the proper disposal of human waste is a major issue in both urban and rural settings and there a a number of governmental and NGO efforts at educating people on these issues. ( “One Family One Toilet” is a take-off on the national slogan “One Zambia, http://humanurehandbook.com/manual.html One Nation.)  The “Humanure” concept involves the sanitary collection, transport and composting of human waste with an added benefit that the pit latrine does not smell (come and check ours out sometime and  you will see - it’s true).

Here’s how it works.  Instead of a pit dug in the ground, there is a 20 litre (5 gal) plastic pail under the seat.  


 Whenever the toilet is used, the user throws two handfuls of crushed, dry leaves or grass (of which we have plenty) down the hatch.  This adds carbon to the waste and begins the process of making compost of human waste.  This also reduces - practically eliminates - any unpleasant odor.  (We have experimented with putting Eucalyptus leaves in the bin to actually add a sweet odor.)


When the pail is nearly full, it is removed and the contents dumped on the compost pile which accumulates, produces heat and ultimately destroys pathogens making the resulting compost safe to use for fertilizing.

Aside from the building itself, we have attempted to use materials which are readily available to rural, village folk.  The compost bin is constructed of 4 live Jatrophia trees at each of the corners.  This is done instead of using wooden poles which would be quickly consumed by termites.

Horizontal sticks are placed on the inside of the trees, log-cabin style as the compost pile builds.  They can easily be removed a year from now when it is time to empty the bin and put the compost to work in the garden. (Yes, it's quite safe by now). Leaves are readily available in the bush and a couple of 20 liter pails are easily acquired.

This has been a wonderful asset to the guest house and from time to time we have opportunity to show this off to visitors and encourage their use of the concept and give them a handout from the Humanure project (Joseph Jenkins, Inc., 143 Forest lane, Grove City, PA 16127 USA; www.josephjenkins.com.).

You can read more about the Humanure concept by visiting their website at http://humanurehandbook.com/manual.html



Friday, September 16, 2011

A Trip to Lusaka (4 hours one way)



Last Sunday afternoon we headed off to Lusaka with Ron and Erma Herr and Emma Muchimba (who is coming to the US with us next month).  The purpose was to get the required Yellow-fever shots.  Along the way we encountered the usual people, bicycles, assorted animals and broken down vehicles on the road, and were reminded of the precarious nature of driving in this environment. 

Pedestrians - including this drunk one who just made it off the road
Cyclists from any direction at any time


Cattle, goats, pigs and chickens - some of them suicidal!





















 
Disabled vehicle partially on the road
Disabled vehicle fully on the road
The driver of this disabled vehicle was careful to place grass on the road - the standard warning
At night the dangers are exponentially higher since each one of these hazards are present 24/7.

Arriving at the MCC guest house in Lusaka, we enjoyed a wonderful barbecue'd chicken dinner prepared by the hosts, Eric and Kathy Fast. 

Monday morning Erma Herr stayed at the guest house while Ron dropped the rest of us off at Ministry of Health on his way to a meeting.  Our timing was great and they opened the office soon after we arrived.  But then came the bad news: they had no “medicine” (vaccine) in spite of the fact that we had someone personally check just on Friday and were assured that there was plenty.  But, they cheerfully informed us, if it was urgent that we get the shots today (which it was), we could go to Lusaka Chemist (pharmacy), buy it ourselves (imagine!!) and bring it back to the office to be administered. 

Emma called a taxi driver whom she knew from a previous visit to Lusaka only to discover that he had since died.  So the guard at the Ministry of Health flagged down another taxi and Gene went for the vaccine while Darlene and Emma stayed at the Ministry of Health. Emma was savvy enough to write down the licence and registration number of the taxi in case any problems would develop. On the way there it occurred to Gene that he’d better purchase some for Ron and Erma since they planned to get their shots later the same day or the next and vaccine still might not be available at the Ministry of Health.  So at the chemist Gene was able to purchase five units packed in ice and headed back to the Ministry of Health by way of the bus station where he purchased the tickets for the 11:30 AM bus to Choma.

The shots went well and we were comfortably finished well before our scheduled pick-up time by the same taxi driver.  So we called him to let him know he could come earlier.  About the time we hung up, a huge election campaign rally with scores of vehicles and lots of noise drove down the Great East Road and I wondered if this might cause complications for our driver since traffic was starting to back up right where we were waiting.  Nevertheless, he pulled up on time and we arrived at the station a few minutes  before the bus left. 

Uneventful return trip on the bus, a long walk from Choma to Nahumba, dinner and bed!
Baobab Tree